His first thought when he woke was that the floor of the tent was unbelievable cold and hard. The second, as he opened his eyes, was that the sleeping bag had a threadbare flannel lining upon which could still be seen as the dim figures of Santa Claus and his team of reindeer. And the third, which quickly became by far the most important, was the fact that the soft, naked woman in his arms was sneakily trying to slither out of the sleeping bag.
"Good morning, Annie," he said.
She twisted around, her eyes wide and frightened. His gaze drop to her chest, which she unsuccessfully tried to cover with one arm while groping for her T-shirts . Her body was spectacular by daylight, what little, wiggling bits of her he could glimpse. Deep pink nipple poked impertinently over her arm and his usual morning erection began to throb painfully. Down, boy, he told himself. After last night's marathon, Annie was going to think he was a sex maniac. Which, come to think of it,
The ache started right about when she pulled onto the highway. It was nagging and painful, like a bad toothache, but in her belly, "This is what you get for rejecting your mate, her wolf said. She heat herself for being an omega, she didn't want to live a werewolf live, because of the way her parents died, she doesn't want to be bonded with anyone, she wanted to be free to live her life the way she wanted, like every normal person does. Instead, she mate found her when she was running away from her lover. She smiled sadly,she know that Jacob was nice and looking after her since all this while, she sense him around and his strong perfume confirmed her doubts, How rude, to just leave like that. She could have said something nicer, after that incredible night. Something sweet. At least something polite.She looked for him on the road all day. A couple of times she thought she saw a faraway motorcycle, but she couldn't be sure. She didn't stop for lunch, or to hike,
"Lie down. She shoved him down imperiously until he was flat on his back, and knelt over him , the canopy of her hair brushing like a wide, whisper-soft kiss down the length of his torso. The hair between her legs tickled his navel as she straddled him, and the hot, moist kiss of her sex pressed intimately against his belly.She leaned down, raining little kisses all over his face. He slip his hand behind her head and pulled her face down to the his , but she made a fierce sound of protest, grabbing his wrist, and jerked them up his head.He writhed luxuriously in her grap, allowing her strong, slender hands to subdue him without protest."I'm at your mercy," he said with just a tiny tremor of laughter in his voice." you better believe it," she breath into his ear. Her nails dug into his wrist as she 3thrust her tongue into his mouth.He opened his mouth eagerly to her fierce, conquering kiss. It felt odd, being
Jacob knew before he even opened his eyes that morning that it was going to be another bad scene. He'd been half awake, savoring the feel of her in his arms, wondering about his chance for some cuddling; maybe even another round of hot yummy sex to get the day started off right. He'd sensed the exact moment when she woke, figured out where she was, and went as rigid as a steel rail. Shit. He braced himself.Sure enough, she started her now familiar I don't want to- be-rude-but-get- the-hell away- from- me morning wiggle. He resigned himself and let go , even though her sweet rounded ass running against his cock was having its predictable effect. She unzipped the bag with a sharp snap of her wrist. Cold air rushed in, shocking him and his hopeful privates brutally awake.Annie clambered out and started digging for her underwear. He enjoyed the view, since it was clearly the only satisfaction he was going to get. Annie was definitely not the
Annie thumbed through the guide book for Arkansas hot spring, looking for the page she folded down. Helmslee Hot springs. The guide book promised secluded undeveloped minera pools in the streambed of a canyon. It had sound like a soothing, healing sort of place. She had been making a point of finding the beautiful and secure places to hike and camp on this trip without any form of attack, she was weak omega, the weakest one for yhat matter, she trying to keep her ass safe though she knew that her mate was there to save her. So as soon as she set her tent, she was heading straight for the trailhead. Maybe she could find some peace in a pool of hot mineral waters, but at this point she doubted it.She wouldn't be seeing Jacob again, after this morning's bravura performance as the knife-tongue hag from hell. Last night's lovemaking had blown her practically to bits. She couldn't handle these wild , seesawing emotions. They were scaring her to death.
His gut roiled with anger. Clam down, chil out, demanded the cool, calculating wolf and part of his brain. If the damn woman doesn't know what's best for her, let her go it alone. She told you to fuck off in ten different way, knowing fully well that you're her mate, and the damage it would brought to you both, so fuck off already and get on with your life, after all you the Alpha king in your pack, you can choose any random girl and made her your luna.It was true, but every mile that passed, the pressure inside him mounted until it was almost unbearable. The whole situation was unbearable. He'd never know his mate when he was growing up, having gone to many pack in search of her his father told him to be patient that she'll appeared to him when he list expecting it. After so many years of searching without any success,he concluded that maybe he was an Alpha king without a mate.After his father's death, the responsibility of the pack and
Annie sank deeper into the caressing warmth of the steaming mineral water, and watched rain patter into it with deepening melancholy. A stream cascaded to the left of her, and bare trees towered over her, their tops wreathed with fog. Billows of fallen leaves softened the bleakness of winter, their rich red and gold tones glowing in the pearly gray light of late afternoon. Tendrils of steam curled slowly up from the pool, giving it an eerie, mystical look.The pool was deep and clear, lined with coloured pebbles and glittering white sand, as hot as the most perfect bathing tub. It was ringed by flat boulders of white stones, veined with flashy, glittering pink streaks of quartz that gleamed in the rain. It was magical. A place to clam down, to ponder her future, to renew her faith in herself.And all she could think about as she stared at the rain was the bleak, hurt look in the Jacob's eyes.Oh, get over yourself, she thought. She sank deeper into t
Jacob stared at her from behind the screen of bushes, transfixed. part of him wanted to burst out of the trees and demand that she cover herself. A much stronger part wanted to fall on her and become the phantom lover that she was welcoming so rapturously into her body. He wondered with a stab of wild, irrational jealousy who she wasthinking about as she parted her slender white thighs and caressedthe deep pink glistening folds of her cunt, completely open to his sight as it had never been before in the darkness ot her tent.He bit down on his knckles to keep trom groaning, from screaming, and wondered how in the hell she not to hear his heart, thudding against his rib cage like a stallion kicking at its stall. She must know he was watching. She had to be putting on this show for his benefit.Otherwise he had to conclude that she was crazy to bare herself like that to the naked sky. Christ, anybody could be watching from the trees, just as he
Annie scrambled down the muddy path, clutching the towel over her chest to cover the nipples that were poking through her sodden shirt. She was acutely aware of his seething fury as he stalked silently behind her. It rolled off him in waves, it showed in his burning eyes and the grim set of his mouth. What on earth had she unleashed? She'd wanted to tease him, to make him laugh, to make his eyes light up with desire. By no means had she wanted to provoke a black rage.God, she was sick to death of tiptoeing around men black rages, she thought, with a burst of temper. She'd donemore than her share of it in her lifetime. She whirled aroundto tell him so. "Jacob-"He gave a short warning shake of his head. The look in his eyes made her turn tail and scurry on ahead of him, her heart in her mouth. After an eternity of stumbling on her trembling legs, they finally arrived at the campground. The place was deserted.not another car or tent in sight. Rain st
Later, cuddled together in the sagging bed in the first roadside motel they found, Annie stretched and rested her head on his broad, warm chest. "I would never have pegged you as an architect, she said in a wondering voice. "That long hair ot yours." He gave her a guilty smile. "I thought it would ruin my bad-ass, biker dude image if I let on that I know how to iron a dress shirt. She laughed and reached for her glass, taking a lazy sip of champagne. "I thought you were going to ask me to be your biker babe, and ride off into the sunset with you on the back of your hog, although we are mate." He wrapped one of her curls around his finger and stroked it against his cheek. "You do not have any idea what I 've been passing through without you, all my thoughts was to make you mine completely when I finally found you. He kissed her hair and asked, "Would you have gone for it?" "I think you could convince me to do just about anything," she
Her heart skipped a beat, and started to gallop. Jacob stood there, his hair loose and windblown, his face.haggard and unshaven. A silver dollars gleamed in his outstretched hand. "You've got one more coin to play, Annie," he said quietly. She drank in the sight of his pale, weary, incredibly beautiful face. "I gave that dollar to you" she whispered. For luck." He shook his head. "I want more than that from you." Deep down her heart she knew what he meant, but still she said "What do you want? she forced out. His eyes burned into hers with piercing intensity for a moment, and then a brief, tired smile flashed on his face softening his harsh expression. "Everything," he admitted. She tried to laugh, but it came out like a sob. " You think big." "You better believe it," he said, reaching for her. She was losing herself in his eyes, and she couldn't fight it anymore. Her eyes filled with tears as his lips met hers wi
"For God's sake, all I asked for was a turkey club, a burger, a beer and coke. I didn't order a six course meal," Jacob barked to the lone star steakhouse hostess. "It's already been more than a half an hour!" The hostess's cherry-red mouth tightened. "It'll be right out, sir," "That's what you said the last four times," he grumbled, sinking back down onto the bench. He was as agitated as hell, his boot pounding a staccato rhythm on the floor. He covered his eyes with his hand, horrified at himself. He had never tried to intimidate a woman with his size and strength before. He had never needed to, but the resistance he sensed in Annie goaded him to keep pushing her, to break down her defenses. He couldn't seem to stop. It was like a bad dream. At this rate, his mate is giving him more hard time then he could imagined He would bring back her lunch and throw himself on her mercy. Apologize for being such a controlling asshole. He couldn't handle
And she could finally breathe. Theoretically. If she breathed too deep, the tears would start again. If she held her breath, she would pass out. She compromised with short, strangled little gasps and stared at the horrendous motel art-some sort of obscenely bright-colored mallard duck. She put her hands over her eyes to block it out, and tried to pull herself together. She had to grab onto the last, ragged, fluttering shred of her independent Will and run, far and fast. She couldn't let herself be taken Over, swept away, because he was her mate. For God's sake, the man had just fucked her practically senseless, and she still wanted him. She doubled over with a strangled laugh and pressed her face against her knees. After three short days with Jacob, the whole werewolf story, which had seemed so apocalyptic, was blotted practically out of her mind. The memory now had a tinny sense of distance, like a scary but more or less insignificant movie she
As soon as the door lock flashed green, he propelled into the room and slammed the door shut. He flung his jack on the floorand shoved her against the wall, "Those jeans drive me crazy," he growled, sliding his hands him hungrily all over her hips. "They're too small," she said shakıly. "They shrank in the wash." "They're perfect," he insisted. He wrenched open the buttons of her jeans and fell to his knees, dragging them down around her ankles.She clutched his shoulders for balance, staring down at his dark head, his thick hair straggling wildly out of its elastic band. He pressed his face against her mound, breathing in her fragrance with deep, hungry breaths, and put his hand between her legs, forcing them apart. He leaned forward and thrust his tongue into her cleft, Swirling it tenderly around and around the flushed delicate bud of her clitoris, sucking on it with slow, devastating skill until her knees sagged and she started
Annie scurried down the path, so agitated that her leg trembled and her mind spun in helpless., trapped little circles. She couldnt wait to get on the road and have some privacy. She needed distance from Jacob's intense, brooding presence so she could calm down, get the events of the last two days sorted out in her mind, She packed her stutt at triple speed at the campsite, and regarded the soggy tent with dismay. "If I pack it now, it'llmildew," she told him. "It has to dry. Go on ahead if you wanted breakfast," Jacob snorted in disgust and began dismantling her tent himself. He flung pegs and rods bundled the sodden fabric carelessly into one of the plastic sacks he had brought the night before. "You won't be using this again," he informed her.Her jaw dropped. "What the hell are you doing? That's my tent!" "You want a tent, fine," he said coldly. "We'll stop at thefirst mall we see and I'll buy you a decent one.
Annie scurried down the path, so agitated that her leg trembled and her mind spun in helpless., trapped little circles. She couldnt wait to get on the road and have some privacy. She needed distance from Jacob's intense, brooding presence so she could calm down, get the events of the last two days sorted out in her mind, She packed her stutt at triple speed at the campsite, and regarded the soggy tent with dismay. "If I pack it now, it'llmildew," she told him. "It has to dry. Go on ahead if you wanted breakfast," Jacob snorted in disgust and began dismantling her tent himself. He flung pegs and rods bundled the sodden fabric carelessly into one of the plastic sacks he had brought the night before. "You won't be using this again," he informed her.Her jaw dropped. "What the hell are you doing? That's my tent!" "You want a tent, fine," he said coldly. "We'll stop at thefirst mall we see and I'll buy you a decent one.
The rain had fnally stopped, and dawn was near. Annie listened to the birds twittering, an ache of sweet exhaustion pervading her body, and tried tO think of a way to extricate herself from Jacob's arms without waking him. It was a considerable challenge. His muscula arm was clasped around her waist; his hand splayed possessively across her belly and the tips of his long fingers tangled intimately into the hair between her legs. One long, sinewy leg was fhirmly wedged between her thighs. And he was so warm, It was hard to get up the nerve to break the seal and let cold air rush between them. She wiggled experimentally.. Jacob sighed and pulled her tighter against him, fitting her back-side against his belly. Nature called, however, so Annie gritted her teeth and flung back the warm, soft sleeping bag His arm clamped around her, as rigid as steel. "Where the hell do you think you're going?" Her muscles jerked, and she schooled her face to calmness before
When she came to, Jacob was collapsed on top of her. shivering in the aftermath of his own orgasm. He lifted himself off her with a harsh sigh, sliding slowly out of her body. She struggled upright and turned to face him. His face was as shocked and naked as she knew her own must be. She reached down with trembling hngers to pull up her jeans. "Don't bother," Jacob said, yanking off his shirt. "Take your clothes off and leave them out here. They cant get any wetter. This rain s not going to stop." The calm, practical observation grounded her a little. She tugged off her muddy shoes and peeled off her jeans.and shirt, leaving them in a wet heap on the tarp. They stood there, stark naked in the rain, staring as if they were afraid of each other, both sharply aware of the heat that licked and curled between them, wholly unabated. "Get into the tent," he said curtly. She crawled inside. Rain pounded in a soft, constant roar on the plastic rain can